a drunk cursing
at the midnight moon
my tired face
in the mirror
of a slot-machine
Neon Graffiti:Tanka of Urban Life, 2016
A Room of My Own: All the Feelings Tanka
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I was told
to hide all the feelings
once grown --
carrying this silver casket
I shed tears for her, and me
FYI: This could be read as a sequel to my tanka ...
